Not right away

As much as he wanted to take the naked crying singer and ram his ten inch cock in the pink shaven pussy he could see winking at him Mark didn’t want to spend the rest of his life in jail. So once his leering eyes got their fill of her svelte nearly naked snow-white body he put on a concerned expression n his face and kneeled beside her.

“Ms. Swift what happened here. Can I help you?” He touched her shoulder enjoying her soft white skin.

“A black man came in and he… he…” she sobbed again. But Mark knew the reputation of this bar. He had used the glory hole in this bathroom too. Taylor wasn’t telling him everything.

“Let’s take you out of here.” He covered her with her jacket he was caring to hide the ripped clothes. Then he quickly led her out of the seedy bar. Once back on the bus Mark put her to sit on one of the sofas and poured her splash of whisky. After few sips her sobs stopped and she calmed down. Then suddenly she stood up with her blue eyes round in fright.

“He came in me and I didn’t have any protection.” Taylor cried clutching her still visible and leaking sperm twat. “What am I going to do?”

“You could take a morning after pill, but in this state they don’t sell them freely. You’ll have to go to a doctor and he’ll have to call the police.” Mark convincingly fibbed. Actually there was such a pill in the buses medicine cabinet but of course the spoiled brat didn’t know about it.

“No, I can’t. The scandal will ruin me.” Taylor shook her pretty blonde head in terror. Her jacket fell off and Mark could leer again at her pert little tits. That was just the reaction he was hoping for.

“There is a little known remedy. A white man’s sperm could neutralize a black one.” He told her in his fake sympathetic tone. “If you wish I could help you Ms. Swift.”